The Global Era of Immortal Cultivation: I Have a Hundredfold Reward

Mu Feifei snorted coldly, but did not answer.

He said to Fang Siyuan: "Old Fang, let's go."

Fang Siyuan nodded obediently.

As soon as the two of them reached the door, Zhao Zilang's voice suddenly came from behind: "Wait, don't sell me a pill, don't even think about leaving here today!"

boom!

The door is closed!

Everyone looked over in surprise.

Unexpectedly, it was Mu Feifei who took the initiative to close the door.

Mu Feifei closed the door, and the moment he turned around, he smiled coldly and said, "I'm reasoning with you, but you're playing hooliganism with me?"

Chapter 209 Crossing the boundary and dying, don't do it!

"What's wrong with being a hooligan?"

"We are!"

"Brother Zhao is our boss, the leader of the hooligans, Zhao Tianba!"

The people around also laughed maliciously.

Zhao Zilang waved lightly.

A group of them gathered around.

Fang Siyuan laughed and said, "Haha, Brother Mu, I like fighting and so on. It should have been like this a long time ago, you have to be passionate in life!"

Mu Feifei glanced at him, and said lightly: "Then I will leave this group of people to you, and I will deal with the gangster leader."

what?

Fang Siyuan was still in a daze, but he saw the thunder behind Mu Feifei, which quickly condensed into a pair of thunder wings.

In the next second, Mu Feifei rushed out of the encirclement.

Fang Siyuan looked at Mu Feifei who was drifting away, then looked at the dozen or so people in front of him, and couldn't help blurting out: "Damn!"

No matter how powerful he is, he can't pick more than a dozen by himself.

At this moment, more than a dozen people moved their wrists, looking at Fang Siyuan as if they were looking at a dead person.

Fang Siyuan suddenly rang out what he had said before.

This is so hot-blooded.

Bibo burning!

At the same time, Mu Feifei came to Zhao Zilang's side.

"It's just you?" Zhao Zilang never expected that Mu Feifei would come to challenge him one-on-one.

Although you are good at alchemy, I am the real No. [-] Yaowen.

The next moment, Mu Feifei no longer blocked the level, and a huge aura roared towards him like a giant beast.

Depend on!

Zhao Zilang's eyes finally changed.

"In the middle stage of foundation establishment?"

"This age has reached this level, and there are not many in the entire Binjiang City."

"You are definitely not an unknown person, who are you?"

Mu Feifei responded lightly: "The one you can't beat."

"Fart!" Zhao Zilang was furious.

He slapped the storage bag, and a long-handled weapon suddenly flew out, with a cold glow in the air.

Then, Zhao Zilang stretched out his hand and held it.

Mu Feifei took a closer look.

Zhao Zilang's weapon is very strange, the top of the long handle is actually a huge sickle, the whole body is blood-colored, it looks evil and ferocious.

"Haha, do you know why I like to use a sickle?" Zhao Zilang smiled wildly.

Mu Feifei said, "Because you like doing farm work?"

Zhao Zilang felt half of his momentum collapsed in an instant.

"Depend on!"

"Because I like to cut your leeks!"

"They are all my stepping stones!"

Zhao Zilang looked at Mu Feifei as if he was looking at a prey.

The next moment, he swung his long scythe, drawing bloody ripples in the shape of a half moon, surging towards him.

"The Scythe of Blood Slaughter!"

Zhao Zilang gave a loud shout, full of momentum.

Mu Feifei silently sacrificed the Sea King Shield.

boom!

The blood sickle slashed heavily on it, sparks splashed everywhere.

There was not a single trace left on the Sea King Shield.

"Your weapon is no good." Mu Feifei commented.

It's just a high-level spiritual weapon.

Zhao Zilang was very ashamed and annoyed.

The next moment, a terrifying aura surrounded him.

Zhao Zilang's haircut, which was already bursting, became even more upside down under this turbulent flow.

His eyes gradually filled with bloodlust!

"You pissed me off!"

"Shao Lang is very angry, and the consequences will be serious!"

Zhao Zilang's voice became a little low and hoarse, as if the sleeping demon in his body had been awakened.

The ground cracked under his feet.

The ultimate power is brewing in the body.

In the next second, Zhao Zilang held up the blood scythe, as if the god of death had descended, and the surrounding wind was howling, as if the gate of hell had been opened.

The people who were huddled together in the distance trembled unconsciously.

The air seemed to have become extremely cold.

"Blood kills the sky!"

Zhao Zilang let out a loud drink, and then waved the blood scythe.

A huge blood light rushed out, carrying the power to destroy everything and destroy everything.

All the floors along the way were blown off!

Mu Feifei was extremely calm and patted the storage bag.

The spear flew out like a rainbow.

For a moment, Mu Feifei held the gun barrel.

Gun out like a dragon!

Murder gun!

The third level - breaking the law!

A spear intent condensed into substance gathered on the tip of the spear.

This shot, without any bells and whistles, is a simple attack.

But with the invincible momentum of marching forward with thousands of troops!

Irresistible!

Unstoppable!

boom!

The tip of the spear pierced directly on the blood light.

The blood light is strong, but facing this thunderous blow, the forward trend immediately stops, and then it collapses!

Only the sound of an explosion was heard.

The blood glow turned into thousands of turbulent energy flows, slapping the heaven and the earth.

Zhao Zilang was dumbfounded.

He never expected that his attack with all his strength would be deflected lightly.

The next moment, the tip of the gun struck straight at him.

Even people with bad eyesight can feel the terror of this gun.

The power condensed by the tip of the spear is enough to shatter everything.

The feeling of death filled Zhao Zilang's heart.

At this moment, he was really scared.

"No!"

Zhao Zilang closed his eyes subconsciously.

Immediately, I felt the strong wind blowing towards my face, like a knife, slapping my face fiercely.

He opened his eyes, but saw the tip of the gun pointing directly at the door, emitting a sharp and cold light, which made Zhao Zilang tremble all over.

The air froze at this moment.

Zhao Zilang didn't dare to breathe, he raised his head to look at Mu Feifei.

"Like I said, I'm someone you can't beat!" Mu Feifei repeated the sentence with a blank expression on his face.

Zhao Zilang felt that his dignity had been trampled on again.

He was still stepped on the ground and rubbed hard.

"You...Your uncle!" Zhao Zilang scolded very stiffly.

The next moment, Mu Feifei turned the gun and stabbed Zhao Zilang directly on the arm.

"what!"

Zhao Zilang screamed and was thrown to the ground.

"Not convinced?" Mu Feifei frowned.

"Submit, accept, don't hit me." Zhao Zilang was really frightened and softened now.

"Then stand up."

"I can't stand up now."

Mu Feifei:? ? ?

Zhao Zilang said in a crying voice: "It seems that the arm is broken."

What the hell!

Mu Feifei was speechless.

With a random swipe, you broke the opponent's arm?